Gabi's P.O.V

'What would it be like to get laid with him?'

I'm sunbathing peacefully on the beach, when he suddenly emerges out the ocean like some sort of god and walks right passed me, but not before giving me a cheeky wink on the way.

Jameson Oliver. What a man!

I wonder what he's doing and he suddenly stops. He turns on the public shower and tests the water a bit first.

Oh god! He just got under.

I watch carefully as one water drop slowly travels down his neck, in between his two gorgeous pecks, then does a zig zag whilst passing through his sexy abs, it stops right in the middle of his v-line, before finally dropping into his swim shorts.

Oh, what I would give to be that water drop.

He notices me staring and smirks. He steps out from under the shower and pushes back his soaking wet hair.

Using his finger, he signals me to come over to him. My eyes widen but I quickly get up.

I walk over to him, as sexy as I can, trying not to trip up along the way. I stop when I'm about a metre away from him but he steps forward.

His hand makes its way to my waist and the other grabs my ass. I gasp as our body collide and look up.

Our lips are just mere inches away from each other. Everything else is blocked out now, it's just me and him.

"Gabi," He whispers in a husky voice. My breathe hitches in my throat and I can't find any words so I just nod.

"I want you," He says and then leans in to kiss me.

Beep!

"Gabi, you're gonna be late. Don't make me drag your ass out of bed again!" My mum screams from downstairs.

Great! Another sexy dream about Jameson.

Jameson is my crush and a bad boy so he tends to go for hot and bitchy, which basically sums up Tara Finley. She's the school bitch and thinks she's better than everyone else just because her daddy owns half the school.

Uhh! I never hated a girl more and to top it all off her and Jameson have some sort off on and off relationship that's been going on for years.

I drag myself out of bed and quickly change into a black jumper with grey leggings. I tie my hair up into a messy bun, before grabbing my school bag and then rushing downstairs for breakfast.

My mum puts a large stack of them in front of me and I immediately grab my knife and fork, before digging in.

"Uhh Gabi," I hear she says and I look up at her.

"Thank you mummy."

I carry on eating until I feel something hard hit the back of my head.

I turn around to find the culprit as my younger brother, Asher or Ash as I call him.

He sits down and smirks at me whilst I scowl back. My mum hands him a plate of pancakes and kisses him on the cheek.

The moment, I shove my last forkful of pancakes into my mouth, my dad walks in with and kisses my mum.

I love their love story, even though I don't know it all because they refuse to tell me some parts.

"Gabrielle. How's my princess?" My dad asks as he kisses my head.

"I'm good daddy, how are you?"

He looks over at my mum and smirks."I'm feeling excellent after last night." He says and then winks at my mum who turns bright red.

"Oh my god. Dad, I just ate my breakfast. I don't want to throw up." I cried whilst trying to hold down my breakfast. Ash starts to fake gag and my mum comes over and starts hitting my dad in the chest.

"I'm all seriousness though kids, hurry up. I'm going to be late for work." He said back in his normal stern tone. I grabbed my bag and got up, whilst Ash tried to stuff as much pancake as he can down his throat.

Flipping my hair over my shoulder, I walked out and sat in the passenger seat of my dad's BMW 7 series M.

I don't really know what job my dad has. I know he's the boss and I think he owns some sort of software company or something like that but I'm not sure. He's really secretive about his job for some reason.

I look out the window and see that we're at my college already.

"Well, have fun princess."

I'm about five minutes early so I just stand outside my classroom, waiting for the professor to arrive.

Suddenly the door slams open and a severely pissed off Jameson comes storming in, with a crying Tara following closely behind.

They were both screaming at each other, and it didn’t end until she stormed off in frustration. Apparently, she cheated on him. Again.

"What the fuck are all you looking at?" He shouted and the crowd quickly dispersed. He turned his head and our eyes locked.

Shit. I quickly averted my eyes but I could hear heavy footsteps walking towards me.

"Jackson."

I looked up and bit my lip slightly. He's the only person who calls me by my last name. I don't know why but hey, I'm not complaining.

"Yeah," I looked into his eyes and I could see how hurt he was. I felt bad for him. No-one deserves to be cheated on.

"I was wondering if you could do me a favour and send me your notes from the lecture. I need some time to cool down so I'm gonna bury myself in studying. Could you send me them?” I couldn't really get the meaning of his any words and I just gave him a stupid nod.

"Thanks. I owe you one." He started to walk away but then he came back.

"Actually, do you have any free time this weekend?"

Oh my god!!! He's gonna ask me out.

"Umm, yeah I have loads of free time." I quickly blurted out. Wow, Gabi. Way to sound desperate.

"Cool, so I was wondering if you could tutor me. I really need to catch up in class. " Oh. So he just wants me for my brain and notes.

"Sure. Text me what time and day."

He smiled and then looked me up and down. "By the way, cute skirt." He winked and I felt a blush creep up on my cheeks. He smirked and then walked away.

God, the things that boy does to me.

Tara bitch, it’s my turn now!

***

It was nearly five when I arrived home.

Smiling to myself as I thought about my study 'date' with Jameson this weekend, I shoved in my key and unlocked the door. “Mum, dad I'm home." I called out but, there was no response.

"Mum, dad." I shouted and again no-on answered. I dropped my bag by the door and then walked into the living room.

My heart stopped at the sight and my eyes widened. I couldn't believe what I was seeing right now.

A man, looking to be in his early forties, walks out. He has dark hair with little flakes of grey in it and piercing eyes. He takes in my appearance and then smirks.

"Welcome, we've been waiting for you."

My mind is spinning, and tears prick the corners of my eyes as I stare at the scene before me.

My dad and Ash are tied up onto chairs with ropes wrapped all around their chest, arms and legs. There's a gag placed in both their mouth and Ash has a black eye, whilst my dad looks pretty beaten up and is bleeding from his head.

Ash looks shit scared, and my dad looks like he wants to murder someone right now.

I look to my right and see my mum being held back by a strong man who kind of looks like the human version of the hulk. Her lip is bust open and she's got a nasty cut in her cheek.

There are four other men in the room, not including the man speaking to me.

"Why don't you come in darling? Take a seat. I know this is a lot to process right now." He asked in a pleasant tone, although I knew that it more of an order than a request.